Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INDIAN SUMMER, by EMMA THOMAS SCOVILLE First Line: When maples flaunt their colors far and near Last Line: presbyterian advance Subject(s): God; Indian Summer; Nature; Nature - Religious Aspects | ||||||||
When maples flaunt their colors far and near, Enravishment of Indian Summer days, I marvel as rich gold and reds appear Enveloped in a softening veil of haze. I do not think of shadows deep and long, Or chilling winds. My heart knows ecstasy Aud I can sing a glad thanksgiving song, For spicy, scented air is wine to me. A summer's finished workher fires glow high The hills stand out in crimson garmenting, While flame-floods reach across the wind-kissed sky At evening time. O, harvest paeans ring Out hope and joy and reverence withal, For God's great benediction in the fall. PRESBYTERIAN ADVANCE | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LANDSCAPES (FOR CLEMENT R. WOOD) by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE STORM by ANNA A. ARMBRUSTER IN THE HIGH HILLS by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT THE HILL-BORN by MAXWELL STRUTHERS BURT THE DESERTED PASTURE by BLISS CARMAN PRESIDIO HILL by JOHN VANCE CHENEY A PURPLE HEART BADGE by EMMA THOMAS SCOVILLE |
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